Alexei’s POV

I decided to meet the architect of Novel’s nightmare. As I walked into the café, my eyes scanned the room until I saw her. I took a seat by the window, waiting with a cold, simmering patience. After a few minutes, Elora Rossi arrived.

She was fair-skinned and possessed a youthful glow that made her look like she was in her early thirties, though I knew she had to be at least a decade older. The resemblance was striking,l she looked so much like Novel that if the doctor hadn't told me the truth, I would have believed she was the biological mother. She sat across from me,...